As Shen Chun's steady breathing sprayed on his neck, Fu Shi's Adam's apple bobbed and his heart raced.
As he hugged Shen Chun and leaned against the head of the bed, his entire body stiffened involuntarily. He had nowhere to put his hand, so he could only pick up the blanket and cover Shen Chun again.
Luo Yong, who was guarding outside, inadvertently saw this scene and took a few more glances in shock before looking away.
Fu Shi didn't know what else to do, so he simply stared ahead in a daze.
Even though Fu Shi was trying his best not to let his thoughts run wild, his eyes were wandering between Shen Chun's lips, which looked very pale and soft.
For some reason, he kissed her forehead.
Fu Shi's mouth felt hot and dry, so he pursed his lips.
After more than ten minutes, the person in his arms finally moved.
"Hubby? Why are you here?" Her voice was soft, like someone who had just woken up.
